My husband leaves the kitchen, goes down the hallway and into the restroom. Bren sees him leave and follows him. He walks in on him as he is peeing and exclaims, “Dada! It’s raining!” LOL.
We were all outside tonight enjoying some pretty lightening while DH was watering the plants. Bren comes up to me and I give him a hug and ask for a kiss. He bows his head and sadly whispers, “Sorry. All gone kiss.” LOL.
Brendan also called a cookie “cookie” to day instead of “cook-cook”. I am terribly sad. 🙁